Date: Wed, 19 Jun 2019 19:37:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: ruover50@aol.com
Subject: Grandpa Joe's 75th Birthday Orgy - 1

GRANDPA JOE'S 75TH BIRTHDAY ORGY – 1
   by Mr. Jimmy

(Incest, Urination, Cross-Generational Relationships)

INTRO

Present Day - 2019

Today is finally the big day. Today is my Grandpa Joe's big 75th birthday
orgy party. I have worked hard for months meticulously planning a very wild
party, while also spending hundreds of dollars for material costs and many
sex toys and devices. I have never been so horny and filled with nervous
energy to get the party started and make my Grandpa happy.

Grandpa Joe has been a rock for me ever since I was old enough to remember
him. He is a short stocky man (5'7", 200 lbs.) with a very broad back, full
chest and an ever-growing paunch. He is balding on top with white wavy hair
on the sides and back of his tanned head. He has thick forearms and large
thick callused fingers from farming most of his life. He has a round rugged
face with a slight five o'clock shadow, soft brown eyes, bushy eyebrows,
very wide mouth with full lips, and a sweetheart smile.

I have fantasized about him sexually most of my life. And I remember
precisely when that all started.

CHAPTER 1

Flashback - 2000

I was a skinny 14-year-old who had just reached puberty that summer when
Grandpa Joe and Grandmother Alice invited my younger sister and me for a
long weekend trip to Cedar Point, an amusement park on Lake Erie. Our
father had died six months prior and they wanted to spend some quality time
with us.  We were very excited to ride some roller coasters and swim in the
lake.

It would have been awkward to all be in one hotel room, so they opted to
get two rooms. Grandpa Joe (who was in his mid 50's then) and I would share
one room and my sister and Grandmother would share the other.  Since we
didn't arrive at the hotel until after dinner, we all went to our
respective rooms for the night.  Grandpa Joe made sure the cooler made it
to our room because he had packed plenty of beer, which he absolutely loves
to drink. After entering the room, we noticed that it only had one king bed
instead of two queens.

"Looks like we will be sharing a bed son. It is too late to transfer to a
different room if that is OK with you?"

"That's OK with me Grandpa." I felt a sudden sexual twinge and blushed.

"Now Jimmy, don't tell your sister or Grandmother, but I think us men ought
to crack a few beers this evening. It was a long drive and I want to unwind
a bit. Have you ever tasted beer before?"

"Sure Grandpa. I have had a few and like the taste."

"Good boy. It must be our German and English heritage coming through. Here
you go."

We sat and drank our beer quietly watching baseball on the TV. At one
point, Grandpa got up to go to the bathroom. One thing I learned was he
rarely closed the bathroom door. So there he was hands akimbo, letting go a
very full pee stream loudly splashing in the toilet. His back to me, he
slipped off his long sleeve shirt mid-stream and revealed a white tank
top. My heart skipped a beat. I will never forget this moment when I first
saw the beautiful brown hair covering his arms, shoulders and back. It was
curly and covered the skin evenly and entirely.

After finishing pissing and not flushing the toilet, he turned and walked
back into the room. I saw his salt and pepper chest hair spilling out above
his tank top and two very large nipples pushing through the white cotton.
They looked rock hard and as big as the end of my little finger. He slipped
off his pants and sat back in the bed only in his white boxers and tank
top. I was in boy sexual heaven, but still a bit nervous about letting
Grandpa know I was lusting after him. I knew I would never be the same
again.

He grabbed his third beer and a second one for me. I couldn't stop looking
at the silky hair all over his shoulders and triceps. I became aware that I
was staring, so I broke my spell and got up to pee. I didn't close the door
just like Grandpa, but was having trouble letting the stream loose because
I had an erection. I could see Grandpa's light yellow pee left in the
bowl. It took forever and finally started coming out, but the heavy stream
hit the toilet tank before I could get the aim right. There was quite a bit
of piss on the tank and underside of the lid and rim when I finally
finished. I thought about wiping it up, but I didn't want to waste a clean
bath towel. I decided to let it go and I didn't flush the toilet either. I
think I was trying to communicate with Grandpa Joe by mimicking him.

He punched me lightly on the upper arm as I walked back in the room.

"Jimmy, you sure have grown up to be a handsome young man and I think you
are now taller than I am. Your father would be proud of you."

"Thanks Grandpa Joe. I never could have gotten through the last few years
without you and Grandmother."

He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. I could feel the heat of his
body. Oh my, what a real man he is.

After my third beer and his sixth, I was getting a bit wobbly and feeling
warm all over.

"Ok Jimmy. I think we have had enough for the night. Let's get ready for
bed. I am going to take a quick shower so get in your night clothes and hop
in bed."

I changed into a fresh tee shirt and pajama bottoms. I could really feel
the effects of the beer as I lay back on the bed. I turned on my side so I
could watch Grandpa Joe get ready to shower. He lifted his under shirt off
and I could finally see the full effect of the thick curly hair on his
chest and round belly. The middle of his chest hair had begun to turn
white. I had never seen nipples that big in my life.

Turning his backside to me, he pulled off his pants and white boxers. I
thought I saw him take those white boxers and wipe down the tank and
toilet. Why in the world would he do that? Also to my surprise, his round
bubble butt had no hair on it at all. His powerful legs were smooth has
well. The contrast of an entirely covered hairy upper body to smooth below
was intoxicating. My head was spinning in many ways.

My eyes had gotten heavy and closed before I realized Grandpa was done with
his shower. Damn it, I thought, I missed seeing him get out of the shower
and I was dying to know what he had between the legs.  He climbed into bed
shirtless but had slipped the same white boxers back on. They looked still
a bit wet with my pee from the toilet. I almost fainted from the idea.

"Goodnight Jimmy, sleep tight. I love you." He said with a cute smile and
twinkle in his eyes.

"I love you too Grandpa." I smiled back.

"Come over here and let me give you a bear hug son."

I couldn't believe he asked me to do that. I slid over and he put his thick
arms around me and pulled my face to his hairy chest and soft round
belly. I will never forget how silky and warm it felt. I could smell his
musky scent combined with the soap from his shower and urine from his
boxers. I subconsciously memorized the odor. I literally melted in his
arms. It seemed he wasn't going to let go, so I settled in and relaxed. I
finally could hear his breathing regulate to a sleeping sound so I fell
asleep too.

I awoke at some point and realized my mouth was only an inch from one of
his long nipples. I had to have that nipple in my mouth and was drunk
enough to go for it. I slowly extended my head, opened my lips and sucked
it in. It was soft and hard at the same time and I could feel all the
surrounding hairs moisten on my outer lips. I could feel his chest rise and
fall with his breath. He stayed asleep as I suckled, suckled, and slept.

I woke up the next morning a bit foggy and at first didn't remember what
had happened the night before.  Then the memory of sucking Grandpa Joe's
hairy chest came back to me quickly. My huge morning wood was just aching
for attention under the covers.

"Time to wake up sleepy head. We need to meet your sister and Grandmother
for breakfast soon. I am going to get dressed and ready. We are going to
have a very fun day."

Grandpa looked at me long and hard with his sweet eyes. He slipped on a
short sleeve printed shirt and tan shorts over the same white boxers he
wiped the toilet with. He ruffled my hair with this large hand as I got out
of bed trying to discreetly push my boner downward. So masculine, but so
tender. I truly loved this man.

I closed the door to the bathroom as I went in. I quickly washed my face
and brushed my teeth. I had been jacking off twice a day for almost a year
since I was 12, but this was the hardest boner I had ever experienced. I
had to have relief from being with Grandpa the night before. I watched
myself in the mirror and thought about his hairy body, huge nipples and big
smooth bubble butt. I rubbed my smooth chest, twisted one of my nipples and
worked my long cock as I exploded boy cum all over the sink. Biggest climax
ever! After a few dazed seconds, I realized I may have let out a slight
audible moan, so I quickly put my cock away and hustled out into the hotel
room to see Grandpa sitting on the bed waiting for me.

"Finally ready for breakfast son?" He said and chuckled with a very big
grin on his face.

"Get dressed and go on down and I will meet up with you in a few minutes
Jimmy. Order me pancakes and bacon."

"Sure thing Grandpa."

While breakfast was ending, I panicked a bit as I realized I had not wiped
any of my cum load off the bathroom sink. I quickly excused myself to go
back to the room saying I had forgotten to grab my sunglasses. I turned on
the bathroom light and was amazed to not find a single trace of the gobs of
cum that had been all over the sink. That's weird? Had Grandpa Joe cleaned
up after me?

His quietly mysterious and kinky ways made me even curious about Grandpa
Joe. I decided to investigate his suitcase. Shirts, jeans, socks, and two
white tank tops - no more underwear. I unzipped the attached inner pouch
and saw two strange little plastic cylinders and a little brown bottle with
liquid in it. I looked at the cylinders for a bit and realized they were
suction devices for nipples. Wow, that's why his nipples are so big.  I had
no idea what was in the little bottle. Now I wanted to know everything
about Grandpa Joe. What an intriguing man!

We all had a fun little vacation for the next three days. Grandpa and I
drank beer and fell asleep the exact same way every night, ending in a bear
hug and silent nipple sucking. We never once talked about it.

The last day my sister wasn't feeling well, so my Grandpa and I went to the
beach alone while Grandmother stayed with her back in their room. We laid
our towels out in the sand and decided to tan a bit before
swimming. Grandpa stripped down to his swimming trunks. In the bright sun,
his hairy upper body looked even denser. He pulled out a couple of beers
from his backpack.

"Better keep these beers down Jimmy since you are under age. I don't want
to be known as a bad influence on you." He struck a mischievous smile.

"I will Grandpa." I loved the fact he liked to break the rules. He is a
quiet man with a wild imagination.

After our second beer, Grandpa stood up and said he needed to check the
water temperature. I figured out he had to piss. I did too, so I followed
behind him walking toward the water. He stopped only after getting ankle
deep and stood still. Oh my goodness I thought, he is going to piss right
there. From about five yards behind him I could see the piss running down
the inside of his smooth muscular legs.

After a long slow piss, he walked into the water, dove in, stood up and
then turned around to look at me. I could see his wet matted body hair that
made me hot as a firecracker. He had a big smile on his face when our eyes
met. I smiled back and thought that I could get wild too. I let my bladder
go. I could feel the hot piss pool in my trunks and run down my legs. I
started to get hard mid pee and decided to be proud of it and let Grandpa
watch. And watching he was, as well as laughing out loud. I ran into the
water and quickly started a splashing fight with him. We played like good
buddies do.

Nothing really happened between us sexually on that vacation other than
drinking beer and falling asleep the exact same way every night, ending in
a bear hug and silent nipple sucking. My one regret was however hard I
tried to angle my views, I never did see his cock and balls over the three
days. I did drool over the ample bulge I saw in his pants and swim suit and
tried to imagine what was inside. He wore the same white boxers everyday
and I observed they became more and more stained. I peed without flushing
and jacked off in the sink every morning without wiping up, never to find a
trace later on. I would learn about the clean up mystery about nine years
later. It was a vacation I would never forget.